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Warwickshire,
England.
Tuesday 10.10.00
Re. Account Number 000000000
Dear Mr. Brett,
I refer to your letter of (Friday) 22.09.00, post dated (Wednesday) 27
September 2000, requesting copy documentation by Thursday 28 September 2002 –
is it a case of less a sporting chance and more a rush job, eh?
No documentation will be forthcoming from me to your building society or to the
Irish Revenue Commissioners. The Gestapo-like powers accorded in law to the
Revenue Commissioners have not been granted, in proxy, to banks and other
financial institutions.
You have my permission to supply a copy (or original – as you wish) of this
letter to the Revenue Commissioners. The following is directed to them.
The last occasion I was employed in
Ireland was from end year 1977 to Thursday 9 June 1983. I was then a small
farmer in west Cork. For a previous date of employment in Ireland you would
have to go back to 1956.
When living in west Cork a gaggle of intelligence agencies held a particularly
close watching brief on me. I refer to an Irish national agency operating in
concert with fraternal agencies acting extra-territorially.
There came a time when this grouping wished my departure from the west Cork scene,
and applied pressure that I should do so in a manner and at a time and price
that had reason to accord with their intentions.
This was particularly so following the INLA bombing of the Mount Gabriel radar
domes. I was at the time living in a glen directly below the facility.
Part of the pressure applied on me had to do with the application of the tax weapon – an unofficial component in
the arsenal of intelligence agencies. Although they had no technical reason for
doing so, the British Inland Revenue
were persistent in writing to me: communications that came in black type and
red type. Were the latter a sort of red letter warning letter?
In 1982 and 1983, in particular, there was a raining, almost a bombardment of
these missives.
The climax, but not the conclusion, of this UK effort was a visit to the house
of one of my Coventry based sisters' by a detective: it was a case of one side
of the state machine acting out unknowingly at the behest of another (MI5).
The detective called on my sister on Friday or Saturday 8 or 9 April 1983. He
asked questions about me.
My sister's letter referring to the detective's visit arrived in west Cork on
Tuesday 12 April 1983. On Wednesday 13 April 1983 a letter of request arrived
from the Irish Revenue Commissioners.
Putting this in perspective, since end year 1977 and up to Thursday 9 June 1983
only two such communications were forwarded from the Irish tax authorities. The
timing of both despatches had relevance to other events being acted out at the
time.
The first Irish tax letter was received around early September 1982. I know
this because at the time of its subsequent disposal, by incineration in a wood
burning stove, it was referred to in conversation to an Australian woman who
was a guest at my west Cork home.
The name of the woman who witnessed the disposal is Stephanie Acquisto. Her
then home address was 7 Collier Street, Woodend, Victoria, Australia. To
elaborate further on Miss Acquisto, I borrow from record.
"On Wednesday 8 September 1982, shortly before the Mount Gabriel bombings,
a United States citizen called on my property situated below the Mount Gabriel
radar domes. On Tuesday 14 September 1982 she conversationally introduced an
Australian citizen whom she declared wished to visit my farm house. The
following day, Wednesday 15 September 1982, the American lady indicated she
would be leaving west Cork for Scotland in two days time. Another day on,
Thursday 16 September 1982, the Australian woman telephoned the house of a
neighbour. Later in the day she telephoned back at a pre-arranged time when the
American lady and myself were present.
"On Friday morning 17 September 1982 the American lady departed. Midday
the same day the Australian woman arrived. It was a well coordinated game of
musical chairs: one with deadly serious overtones.
"In time I would learn that the arrival of the INLA bombing team to the
area – they who in the early hours of the following Monday morning would effect
explosions in the Mount Gabriel facility – was also at this time.
"It would transpire the two ladies, American and Australian, were working
on behalf of intelligence agency interests. Their entry into my hospitality at
the time, coinciding with the INLA mission to bomb the radar domes, was not
coincidental.
"Put bluntly: the authorities had advance knowledge of the INLA intention
to bomb the Mount Gabriel installation. The introduction of Miss 'C' and Miss
'A' (Acquisto) at that time was in accord with that understanding.
"My subsequent learning, in some measure, of west Cork events, and
declaring them (to a British member of parliament), was sufficient, given my
perceived republican attachments and connections, to have a death sentence
passed on me."
The last sentence refers to two attempts to murder me while in the antipodes by
intelligence agencies of the United States and Britain. The second attempt will
have been facilitated by a third agency.
The consequences surrounding events at the time of the second Irish tax letter,
April 1983, are best left to another forum. Suffice to say, "(the)
explosive impact (of the second event is) equal to that which devastated the
Grand Hotel in Brighton. It is a story of a security lapse of enormous
proportions."
The intelligence services, it would seem, are the last great bastion of
privilege. Unlike former government ministers', intelligence agents and
agencies are above the law. Citizens wronged by actions of intelligence
agencies have no redress: there is no accountability, no justice.
The Gestapo-like powers and privileges afforded to state agencies know no
counterpart for the peasant. Even theoretical guarantees enshrined in the
Constitution are mocked and made meaningless by the grant of privilege to the
secret state.
This criminal abuse by intelligence agencies and their friends is
internationally endemic. It applies equally to Britain, Ireland, United States
of America, Australia.
These considerations notwithstanding, it is my determined intention to continue
the fight for justice; and to expose those agents and agencies particularly
involved in contributing, directly and indirectly, to that wrongdoing.
Yours sincerely,
Seán Kelly.
Mr. Paul Brett.
Investment Services Manager,
Irish Nationwide Building Society,
Grand Parade,
Dublin 6,
Ireland.
